Epitome Jim Jones
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[Intro]
Uh huh, VL
You counted me out too many times, huh
Back from the dead, haha
You been getting fat while I was gone
Did you miss me? Jones!
[Verse 1]
They said I couldn't do it, but I proved 'em didn't I? (Didn't I?)
The epitome, do I epitomize? (scrutiny)
For all the great kings that didn't get to rise (name 'em)
That got caught up in this thing trying to solicit pies (woo!)
I know niggas over cases that got rid of guys (right)
And so I told myself then never to criticize
This life has a funny way of giving you it's ass to kiss (muah)
Went and bought the same car next day when I crashed the whip (Ask Dave about it)
You know the neck got a cold, I got a nasty wrist (chilly)
I be missing all the bros that got snatched and shit (R.I.P.)
Think about these playas that be trying to take a knee
When a D.A. got my main man trying to take a plea, you know
[Break]
Gato, you know I see you
(papi (?))
Murda, you on the way home (yo dig, what up?)
Slicey, you got two left (Eastside)
Sheek, we gon' ride with you 'til that appeal come
(Neech I see you) Didda, what's up man?
Said you can't go nowhere without ya mittens on, huh?
Snag, stay focused (Azie)
That work release is a breeze
Loopy, what's up? I miss you nigga
Papa Joe, real Midwest millionaires
Uh huh, VL
You counted me out too many times, huh
Back from the dead, haha
You been getting fat while I was gone
Did you miss me? Jones!
[Verse 1]
They said I couldn't do it, but I proved 'em didn't I? (Didn't I?)
The epitome, do I epitomize? (scrutiny)
For all the great kings that didn't get to rise (name 'em)
That got caught up in this thing trying to solicit pies (woo!)
I know niggas over cases that got rid of guys (right)
And so I told myself then never to criticize
This life has a funny way of giving you it's ass to kiss (muah)
Went and bought the same car next day when I crashed the whip (Ask Dave about it)
You know the neck got a cold, I got a nasty wrist (chilly)
I be missing all the bros that got snatched and shit (R.I.P.)
Think about these playas that be trying to take a knee
When a D.A. got my main man trying to take a plea, you know
[Break]
Gato, you know I see you
(papi (?))
Murda, you on the way home (yo dig, what up?)
Slicey, you got two left (Eastside)
Sheek, we gon' ride with you 'til that appeal come
(Neech I see you) Didda, what's up man?
Said you can't go nowhere without ya mittens on, huh?
Snag, stay focused (Azie)
That work release is a breeze
Loopy, what's up? I miss you nigga
Papa Joe, real Midwest millionaires
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